Chapter 481: Chapter 481
Fang Xiaohui mentioned Fan Jianguo’s situation briefly; she doesn’t know much but knows Fan Jianguo is about to get married.
She also knows that Fan Jianshe recently wants to start his own venture.
He’s negotiating to contract a street shop, as she’s heard.
She only heard it from Fan Xiuying once, reportedly the contracting fee is ten thousand a year, plus stocking costs.
Fang Xiaohui thought to herself, if things go as planned, Fan Jianguo must have money.
He’s sure to have at least a few tens of thousands.
Fan Jianguo indeed has money; this money was made from flipping lumber.
Everyone knows how these transactions work, and it’s common to get kickbacks.
Making a profit margin is an unwritten rule in this industry.
Fan Jianguo wasn’t part of their unit, and the lumber orders in hand translate to thousands.
Otherwise, why would Fan Jianguo dare to think about venturing out on his own?
It’s really the money that drives him.
Besides, Fan Jianguo wasn’t pleased being squeezed out by superiors in the department store and was stirred up by Jiang Xiaoxiao to think big.
Previously, Fang Xiaohui didn’t take it seriously, just thought Fan Jianguo must be crazy.
Why leave a stable job and pursue contracting?
Even though the government policies are excellent now, opportunities vary, and demands are not aligned.
If Fan Jianguo develops well, he might join the ranks of the foreign trade bureau.
Achieving a leadership position isn’t far-fetched.
Actually, if the Song family spoke up, Fan Jianguo’s matters would be solved.
But Jiang Xiaoxiao just doesn’t want to help.
Neglecting the legitimate path, opting for company ventures.
Fang Xiaohui values power.
Fan Jianguo dares to joke about his stable job, spoiling his niece to an unreasonable extent.
Everything Jiang Xiao says is good.
But it’s not clear to her that in Fan Jianguo’s eyes, Jiang Xiaoxiao indeed says what is right to him.
It’s because his niece has repeatedly helped him out of tight spots, thanks to Jiang Xiaoxiao’s assistance.
His current status is due to the efforts of his niece.
Therefore, in his mind, no one’s words hold more weight than Jiang Xiaoxiao’s.
Jiang Xiaoxiao suggests he pursue a private venture, which he considered, but it indeed carries risks during these times in the late ’70s and ’80s.
The policies are unclear, everyone is cautious, including him. Being accustomed to a stable job, starting a private venture is unsettling; thus, he devised a balanced approach.
Contracting shops, while officially still collective, paying annual fees gives individuals profit potential.
This method is the most reliable; no one argues it’s a private economy since it’s contracting.
It’s under collective branding.
This was Jiang Xiaoxiao’s idea.
Jiang Xiaoxiao knows the policy trends quite accurately.
But she can’t handle everything herself, explaining thoroughly to her uncle, even if he understands, he might not grasp it.
Thus, a moderate strategy is used.
Building a future millionaire, without missing out on any policy trends.
Unlike Fang Xiaohui, reawakened but never utilizing beneficial post-rebirth information. Her so-called use is contemplating whose leg to cling to.
Fang Xiaohui never thought about becoming a billionaire, or a millionaire.
She only thought about achieving a higher status in the future, having a respectable background, and a husband worth boasting about.
Their objectives are entirely different.
Naturally, their values differ.
Fang Xiaohui craves power more.
Brother Yong smiles, "Heizi, this job is yours. Starting today, thoroughly investigate, this is our first new opening, it must be done well."
Fang Xiaohui providing clues left Brother Yong stunned.
This woman is quite cunning; her insinuations, revealed that Fan Jianguo is her uncle.
Even her own uncle isn’t spared.
This woman’s heart is indeed ruthless.
If that’s the case, they need to be wary, one day if this woman rises to power, she might first go after them; Brother Yong naturally guards against this.
After speaking, Fang Xiaohui watched as Brother Yong dispatched someone, cautiously picked up her handbag.
"I’m leaving first, let’s not stay in contact, consider it my recompense to you."
Fang Xiaohui no longer wants any ties with these people.
She swears to nourish her daughter after returning, honestly doing her own things.
Jiang Xiaoxiao, be it good or bad, has nothing to do with her, all she wants is to live her own life well.
She never expected to rely on anyone; considering she’s now at the province’s No.1 People’s Hospital.
Her path will only get better, broader, as long as she avoids any misconduct.
At least she won’t fare worse than others, definitely better than past lives.
Now she just wants to escape far away.
Brother Yong sneered, standing up with a wave.
"You can leave, don’t worry. We’ll surely let you go, a few of us will get the camera, leaving some keepsake for Mrs. Song. So that one day when Mrs. Song turns her back on us."
Then we’ll be ones suffering miserably. Rest assured, I’ll handle my men well, definitely no touching. But you must behave, otherwise, infuriating them could lead to unpredictable actions, which I cannot guarantee."
This is a blatant threat.
Fang Xiaohui clutches her handbag.
"How can you go back on your word? You said as long as I helped you find the way, we’d go our separate ways."
Is it too late to regret now?
These people clearly don’t plan good deeds.
Brother Yong coldly regards Fang Xiaohui, "You, with such a cruel heart, if one day you turn your back on us, what if you report us? Besides, even your uncle isn’t spared, how can we trust you? We are people living for today without seeing tomorrow, without leaving a way out, what would become of us?"
Fang Xiaohui is dragged inside.
Half an hour later, Fang Xiaohui is thrown out.
The door shuts behind her.
Fang Xiaohui tightens her collar, her face pale, her eyes full of hatred, she wants to scream loudly, willing to pay any price just to never see them again.
Her body keeps trembling slightly, unsure whether it’s due to fear or shock from the impact.
But she deems it irrelevant.
She starts slowly supporting herself against a wall, trying to think, ignore pain, conquer shock and fear.
These damned people, damned Brother Yong.
They didn’t physically harm her, strictly speaking, no real violation occurred, but being forced to take photos felt worse than molestation.
Humiliation burned her deeply.
Their actions humiliated her, causing fear and despair.
She couldn’t escape; she’d be tightly bound to Brother Yong’s ship.
Unless she wants her photos to appear on hospital and residential community walls.
Brother Yong’s tactics send chills down her spine.
She underestimated their ruthlessness and the turn of events.
Now things are moving in an unforeseen direction.